Ode to Feet
The stench that it exudes shall be my high
The nail that I will bite and skins I'll hold
Forever we'll all cherish them into the sky
I feel some feeling if the skin is gold.
they shimmer in the right eyes,
clad onto ground they belong,
tastes better than pumpkin pies,
I could explain it all in a song.
And when the skin pops out the nails
My love for various toes will never fail
For every big toe that I lick, I feel
Euphoria deep inside my heart, it heals.
For feet are such blessings,
Entranced we are when seen,
Enliven your day with toes,
Thy life shall be better than ever been.
Your feet are still and needs massage
Let me fade the dry in the garage
I wonder if the toes are only a mirage
and even if they were, within my mouth they will collage
For without the feet, we cannot balance,
perfect combination, of smell and elegance,
Taste so sublime, when thy tongue meet,
that is the miracle, of which we call feet.
And when the toes collide with land
Best believe I'm leaning, licking off the sand
And when there's ingrown nails within
I'll bite them off, collect the nails inside a tin.
Just a quick whiff, is enough to send a man-
A man to feet heaven, the smell in the sand,
Collect thy nails, keep in jar,
for when nowhere near feet, thy shall admire from afar.
Collect the nails, and feel the sharpest shapes
Put them by my teeth, eat them like theyre grapes
And fold them into half, sprinkle many into rice
Use my feet to eat em up, and maybe lick some lice.






as a thigh guy i m really touched by this

